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205 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1961
“She made love with the freshness of an impatient virgin and the ingenuity of a sex-scarred whore.”
“She was hot as a sunburn.”
“No more fooling around. No more winning the battles and losing the war. No more games with chesty chickens like Linda Jamison.”
“She smelled like money. I like money; you can buy nice things with it.”
“She leaned forward to take the light and to give me a look at large breasts harnessed by a lacy black bra. Eve learned that one the day they got dressed and moved out of Eden. It has been just as effective ever since.”
“She knew how much I needed her. And now she was teasing, playing games. I looked at her and watched her turn into a sex symbol in front of my eyes. She did not look sweet and virginal and lovely anymore. I looked at the very simple summer dress and saw breasts and belly and hips. I looked at her eyes and saw lust as naked as my own.”Once again, Block proves to be an awesome writer with a great sense of pacing and momentum! This story moved at such a clip, it was painful having to put it down to get back to doing life stuff. It's best to read this not knowing too much about the plot, and ride the waves of it's great twists right up until the depraved finale!
“She made love with the freshness of an impatient virgin and the ingenuity of a sex-scarred whore.”Originally titled as Mona and also released as Sweet Slow Death (awesome title!)
